please utterly disregard the panic email entitled help.

 

I am getting old…

Only excuse…

Sent email in panic

Then decided

to double check

saw all was

right with the world

went to have coffee

because

what else do you do???

If wishes were horses...

 

Time. 

 

 

 

It slips

between your fingers,

sand like and gritty,

full of stories and history.

Full of laughter and love.

Full of sorrows and losses.

Full of everything... .

Yet, it's the unknowing

of quantity

which makes it all so surreal,

and suddenly, so unexpectedly

your hands are empty

holding only the wish for more.

The Hunt

 

Huntress, I

 

I stood on the porch and
Whispered to the wild wind
"May the hunt go well
May you find your quarry.
May your ride be blessed
And leave fortune in its wake."
An eddy swirled about me
A caress, an answer, a nod.
I smiled then, satisfied that
I had been heard and went inside.
The storm continued forward
Rattling the bare bones of trees
Howling its rage
Chasing the unseen.
I, safe and warm in my home,
Half wished I could ride with it
A wild hunter on a ghost horse.